on a pirate ship

"Zangqing...I'm hungry..."

Lying sprawled on the bed, there are no windows in this cabin, just a small red light, at first he thought the atmosphere was good, but now he understands that this is called darkness.

Except for just doing, he almost never closed his legs, and the only time he closed them was when Tibetan Qing chose the back position.

No need for him to spread his legs...

The cruel picture made Luo Wei want to cry when he thought of it.

I completely lost the concept of time, at first I could remember how many times I was fucked, but then I was completely confused...

He seemed to be fished out of the water, even his bones were soft, and beside him was a ferocious beast. Luo Wei finally knew why he had always been proud. His physical strength was always unlimited. He was able to persist until he fell with him after a shot.

This guy is absolutely inhuman.

Zang Qing licked his lower lip, sat cross-legged beside him, and said with a smile: "I'm still hungry, I'm not full yet."

"I'll die if you eat enough!" Luo Wei roared hoarsely, but without any momentum, it sounded pathetic softly.Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, not to mention that the person in front of him was not a dog at all, but a guy who was a hundred times more ferocious than a beast. It will make yourself miserable, and occasionally the guy who pretends to be pitiful will still sympathize with him, "I keep doing this, I'm so tired... Please, don't do it again, I'm so hungry."

Luo Wei's cleverness never forgets to show off no matter where he is, even on the bed.

He could see through his mind at a glance, but Zang Qing didn't intend to expose him, because he was quite good at it.

"You take a break, let's go get something to eat."

Luo Wei slept intermittently this time. He was so exhausted that he fell asleep and was shaken awake. He really wanted to tell Zang Qing that the way of waking people up was terrible, but every time it happened, he didn't even have time to speak. He was forced to match his frequency.

After laying on the ground for a while, Luo Wei finally found some strength. He is a big man, and he struggled even to do it for the first time.

Top-heavy, as if his body could no longer support his big head.

Hugging his head and moaning, it was so uncomfortable.

You don't need to look in the mirror to know that his face must be pale.

But in order to eat, he must persist, and he must leave this place, the bed is a nightmare for him.

After slowing there for a while, Luo Wei lifted his drooping head, looked at the Tibetan Qing beside him, and said with little strength, "Excuse me, clothes."

Tibetan Qing quickly jumped out of bed and took out a suit from the cabinet. The trousers were the kind of loose sweatpants, and the suit was a big T-shirt that was also loose. body.

This T-shirt is too big, Luo Weixin said that only a fat person can wear this kind of clothes.

But the material is not bad, but it is very soft, and it is very comfortable against the skin. It is very suitable for a person like him who has been severely tortured. You know, the two places on his chest are almost bald...

No matter what it touches, it hurts, but the Tibetan blue is dead when touched. It hurts and itches.

Now I don't feel uncomfortable rubbing against the clothes there, which shows how good the fabric is.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see Tibetan handing over the pants, so Luo Wei had to be patient and asked again, "Pants..."

Zang Qing was rummaging through the closet. Hearing Luo Wei's question, she simply opened the closet. There was nothing in the huge closet except a few packs of cigarettes and lubricating fluid...

Luo Wei obviously felt his eyelids twitch.

So many bottles...

Tibetan Qing took out a pack of cigarettes and said while unpacking, "That's all I brought with me."

The line of sight moved down the shirtless body in navy blue. The gray belt of the sports pants hung on the hip bones, almost exposing the entire lower abdomen. Because the waist of the trousers was too low, a black border could be seen faintly. Luo Wei didn't want to praise the navy blue right now. Figure, he stared at the trousers, he took a set of clothes, the clothes were for himself, and the trousers were worn on him...

What will he do next?

"Then what should I wear?"

Tibetan Qing shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he was helpless.

After a few seconds of silence, Luo Wei saved himself, "Then, what about the suit I wore yesterday?"

"It's all your JY, I threw it away."

One sentence, two thunderbolts, just a few short words knocked Luo Wei to pieces, and while playing tricks on him, Tibetan Qing told him the cruel reality...

"Zangqing, the head of Qingxing, god, boss, big brother, the most domineering man in the world, I believe you will be able to draw me a body covering from somewhere, right?"

Luo Wei's compliment seemed to be well received, and Qingqing took two puffs of cigarettes happily, and then went outside to find him.

As soon as he left, Luo Wei got off the bed. He felt that his skill had increased again, and he was able to say such disgusting words without blushing.

I used to throw up just thinking about it.

But at least his self-sacrifice was not in vain.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, his weak legs almost made him unsteadily hit the wall. Luo Wei quickly supported the table and let his legs adapt to the weight of his body. Sure enough, he did too much. This is the rhythm of death.

When I put it on, I felt that the clothes were too big. When I stood up, I realized that the clothes were directly above the knees. In fact, even if I didn't wear pants, I couldn't see anything.

Then Luo Wei mourned for himself, his fucking life was not in vain, at least he experienced the feeling of wearing a skirt.

Buying a man has a little romance in his heart. Luo Wei is somewhat obsessed with skirts. He feels that lifting up the skirt, watching the other person nervously touching his thigh feels wonderful, and then those fingers...

Like this, like that, like that...

Reverie made him blush, he was giggling, his waist twitched, the pink beauty disappeared instantly, and Luo Wei was shrouded in darkness.

As soon as Zang Qing came back, he saw the ashes-like person in the cloud. Luo Wei was very clean, with very little hair, and he couldn't even see the hair on his legs, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"you're back……"

Luo Wei's downcast appearance made Tibetan Qing laugh, "Yes."

"Where are the pants..." Not wanting to speak, Luo Wei stretched out his hand directly, and soon something light and fluffy fell into the palm of his hand. The touch should be underwear. Although there are no trousers, the underwear is considered reluctant, but Luo Wei is just about to put this thing on his body. In time, he petrified.

He felt that he was all bad.

"This... what the fuck is this?!"

"Pants." Tibetan Qing kindly answered for him.

Luo Wei tugged at the small piece of cool cloth, can this thing be worn?Just a few straps, not even the front ones, the only place where there is fabric...

Twitching the corner of the mouth, there is a small stick with the thickness of a finger on it. This position is just facing the buttocks, and the effect is self-evident.

This one looks familiar, it seems to be one of the underwear that Tibetan Qing gave him, but it is a little different. Could it be that this is a series?

This thought made Luo Wei tremble, he was definitely angry.

"You just let me wear this?"

Zang Qing admired the fabric in his hand, showing a not-so-obvious smile, "You can choose not to wear it."

Ghosts will wear it, right? !

Luo Wei decided to put into action the decision he had made a long time ago. He must throw this thing on Cangqing's face, but before he could do it, Cangqing spoke again...

This time, the tone was calmer than before, and the smile was even more vague. This was different from ridicule and teasing, and it was faintly dangerous.

Luo Wei noticed it.

Tibetan Qing said, "You don't like wearing underwear anyway."

It took Luo Wei a full minute to react, he thought to himself, the smile on the other side of the navy blue was so weak that it was about to disappear.

"Aren't you like this before, um, men on the sea don't care about trifles, they are all men, they care about anything, anyone can watch it... You have let them appreciate it for so long, and I am not bad." After Zang Qing finished speaking, The smile suddenly became bigger, and he bared his teeth at Luo Wei, but his mouth was quickly pursed into a straight line, and the smile disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion, "If it wasn't for me, the head of Luo Wei would have continued to live. Living a 'stocking' life, now, why should I care..."

The appearance of Tibetan Qing is calm and calm, and Luo Wei's side is shocking.

Shouldn't it be...

Tibetan Qing has a good memory, he knew it earlier, but he didn't know that he still held grudges like this.

I can remember all the little things till now.

Thinking of the things that Zang Qing said after returning from the last mission...

His impulsive performance, he talked about Li Yuan and Shen Shen...

Tibetan Qing was not happy about all this.

Swallowing, Luo Wei told himself that this man is definitely not easy to mess with. He has a long future ahead, so be careful...